[Chapter 159] Deep, deeper

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Roardnes swallowed a curse without Adriene knowing.

Adriene acted like a skilled torturer.

Roardnes pressed down his involuntarily twitching waist with force and gripped the bed sheets as if to hold onto his flying reason.

He wanted to go crazy, wanting to hug Adriene, who was touching him, so tightly that he couldn't breathe and move as he pleased.

The skin that touched felt as soft and gooey as being in pudding, and the mixed breath was so sweet that his head was spinning.

As the slow breath intertwined hotly and firmly.

Adriene, who had been responding to the sweet but passionate kiss, gradually began to conquer him.

Roardnes had to clench his teeth to prevent himself from letting out a rough gasp, as if something in the back of his head had snapped.

'Damn it...'

It was the limit.

Adriene's small chin, which had been kissing him, slowly turned towards the ceiling.

Because of that, his vision brightened, but instead of seeing the magnificent ceiling painting that should have come into view, his eyes turned white.

Roardnes, who had clenched his teeth and crumpled the moan in his mouth, covered his eyes with his free arm if he didn't hold Adriene.

Something that didn't seem like anyone's breath stuck to his whole body damply.

Roardnes lowered his arm and revealed his flushed face.

And he met Adriene's eyes, who was panting with reddened eyes as well.

Adriene's thin hand grabbed his strong shoulder as if to break it.

As her hand tightened, his reason flew to the end of the sky and repeated coming back.

"...Adriene."

Roardnes' hoarse voice cut through the hot air. Adriene blocked his voice with her lips.

Now, it was really the limit.

Crack.

There was a sound of something breaking in the invisible void.

****

It happened before he could even let out a low scream.

As his body tilted, he was laid on the bed.

The magnificent ceiling was visible above his wide-open eyes.

The magic that had bound him had broken!

Our positions were reversed in an instant.

Roardnes' face, with his reason flying away, was looking down at me as if to swallow me.

"Let go! It's not over yet!"

"...I'm just starting too."

A hot body, still flushed with heat, covered my body and pressed down heavily.

The unbearably hot temperature mercilessly cut through my senses, something I could never get used to.

"Ugh..."

Tears welled up in my eyes from the overwhelming pressure.

My breath was taken away, and for a moment, my vision turned pitch black as if the lights had been turned off, then brightened.

Roardnes hugged me tightly, leaving rough breaths on my nape.

With a tingling sensation down my spine, I could only helplessly cling to him who was digging into me.

Roardnes, who nibbled and licked my earlobe, pressed his lips together more sweetly than ever.

Unlike his gentle lips, the hot flesh that conquered his mouth rubbed roughly against everything it touched.

I tightly hugged his back, which was starting to writhe violently, like a lifeline I was holding onto on a cliff.

My nails dug into his back involuntarily. Even though it must have hurt quite a bit, Roardnes accepted it without flinching.

With a single twitch I felt in my hands, my consciousness flew far away and then returned.

The feeling of being thrown off a cliff and then floating in the air again came in waves without stopping.

My mind turned white, then red, then black, and then yellow repeatedly.

Roardnes didn't even give me a low chuckle, just busy exhaling in gasps.

He only poured out his breath between his sweet kisses.

As if only allowing his breath.

He kept stuffing his breath into me without stopping. As if there were no other options.

I was trapped in the suffocating heat and had no choice but to take in all the breath he gave me.

Like a wild beast released from its bonds coveting a fawn thrown in front of it, his red eyes burned black, losing his reason.

I felt like I was bound and burned in those eyes. My toes curled up, and goosebumps ran down my arms as I clung to him. I laughed, half-sobbing, intoxicated by the sensation he gave me.

"I've been waiting for this moment. Only this moment."

His lips, which spat out a moaning voice, were wild every time they moved.

Even though he was moving as he wanted, his swollen jaw muscles didn't relax, as if he was enduring something.

A thin bead of sweat ran down his strong jawline and dropped onto my nape with a thud.

The intense stimulation that made my spine tingle, the heat that made my reason fly away and made me only exhale ragged breaths.

"I love you, Adriene."

There was nothing more stimulating to me than this moist voice, which constantly whispered love with a face that was red-eyed and only instinct remained.

"I love you."

With those words, he gritted his teeth. His platinum hair, which was gently illuminated by the candles, shimmered in all directions.

It was a star.

A star that brightly lit the dark night and at the same time made my consciousness drift away.

It was as if I had plunged into the dark, yet brilliant lake of stars I had seen on the starlit hill.

If Roardnes that day had been like an angel, Roardnes now was like a demon who dominated this dark and humid air.

"Roan, Roan..."

As if he knew what I was going to say, he roughly pressed his lips together that had been separated for a moment.

Everything became blurry. A tingling sensation that grabbed my brain and ran down my spine spread throughout my body.

It was as if my body was floating in the air, floating, and floating again, being sucked into the endless darkness.

The more I floundered in that hot and sweet dark space.

I felt like a star that was deeply, more deeply sucked in and burned up.

****

"I hear rumors that His Highness the Crown Prince is neglecting his duties and has been holed up in his bedroom, Your Highness. It's been a couple of months since your marriage, but there are endless sweet rumors."

"Noura! That's rude!"

"Irene, this isn't rudeness, it's just a coquettish way of asking you to brag about your husband. Learn it."

They sat around the tea table for the first time in a long time.

As Noura said, rumors about the Crown Prince couple, who had disappeared immediately after the wedding without even finishing the party, had already spread throughout the empire.

It was undoubtedly good news for people who were thirsty for news of the happy family of the previous royal family, which was something they hadn't had before.

Recently, an anonymous contributor's article titled "The Two Faces of Crown Prince Bardenaldo" in the Imperial Daily had been a hot topic.

It was a long article that exposed Bardenaldo's cunning and duplicitous side.

Bardenaldo's image and reputation, which had been plummeting due to rumors of having created two marriage registration certificates, were completely buried thanks to that article.

So, the news of the new Crown Prince couple was like salt and light to the empire, the opposite of that.

They were a 'likable' couple who could make headlines with even a single sneeze.

As soon as Adriene heard Noura's story about the bedroom, she quickly took a sip of water.

Recently, Roardnes had been so obsessed with her that she thought he was 'crazy'.

Following Bianca's teachings, Adriene was trying her best to control her husband, Roardnes.

Every time Roardnes went out on business, she called Rossi and learned more powerful binding magic. It was a magic that was broken and crumpled every night, but it was getting stronger.

The only problem was that it stimulated Roardnes even more, turning him into a beast.

It hasn't been long since I started taking people's requests for an audience and started a new job.

As people said, without any intention of leaving the bridal chamber, he would eat, make love, eat again, and make love, and when Adriene was completely exhausted and fell asleep, Roardnes would bring the necessary work into the bridal chamber and take care of it.

With him recently leaving for a campaign in the northwestern region where monsters had appeared, Adriene was finally able to live a somewhat human life.

Recalling the messy memories that had continued until the morning of the day of departure, Adriene covered her flushed face and tried to answer calmly.

"Rumors tend to be exaggerated. We're no different from ordinary newlyweds. Flattery is good, but I don't want unfounded suspicions to leak out of the palace, madam."

"Oh, of course. Your Highness! It's just between us, so we'll keep our mouths shut outside. Like this."

Noura closed her mouth and stuck out her neck.

Adriene chuckled at her funny appearance, and only then did Noura laugh along, relieved.

And there was someone watching them with half-closed eyes.

"...Is the Crown Prince bothering you?"

Blier whispered ominously.

Feeling uneasy, Adriene pushed the dessert she had been eating to the side, and the eyes that had been watching her twinkled.

The warm atmosphere of the tea party suddenly turned cold.

"What do you mean, Mr. Blier?"

When Adriene asked politely, Blier frowned.

"Don't be nervous because we're alone. Something's wrong."

Adriene didn't want to think any more messy thoughts in a place where Roardnes wasn't, so she closed and opened her dizzy eyes tightly.

Blier carefully observed Adriene's expression, then pointed to the plate that Adriene had pushed away.

"This is your favorite pudding. Olivia's homemade milk pudding, right? I thought you gained a little weight for about a month after getting married, but recently you seem to have lost weight again. What's wrong? Do you have any unspeakable worries?"

Adriene wanted to bite her lip tightly and say that she couldn't help it if she had a husband who was full of energy.

But Blier didn't seem to have any intention of stopping his mouth, which had already started moving.

"You've lost your appetite, haven't you? Usually, when people are uncomfortable, they lose their appetite first. Adriene, don't hide it and tell me. It's not too late to undo the marriage. Is the Crown Prince bothering you?"

"No, no, so please stop."

Adriene reached under the tea table and grabbed Blier's knee, who was sitting next to her.

She strongly signaled him with her eyes to stop. But somehow, Blier seemed to have misunderstood the signal.

'It's clear that she can't talk about her worries in front of the maids.'

It wasn't.

But Blier immediately asked Noura and Irene to leave.

Adriene looked worried, and Noura quietly disappeared, thinking, 'Mr. Blier is making a mistake again.'

"Now tell me."

"What should I tell you? Stop it, Blier. We're fine. He doesn't bother me like that."

"Oh? What do you mean? You said he does bother you?"

"Why are you like this? You know everything!"

"Know what? You have to tell me!"

Bianca and Rossi, who hadn't left their seats, were watching the sisters' quarrel, trying to suppress their laughter.

"If you're so sure, prove that you haven't lost your appetite! There's a reason why you push food away like this! You pushed away your favorite thing while talking about your husband!"

Blier picked up the plate and waved it in front of Adriene's nose. The milk pudding that Adriene usually loved was shaking precariously. And then...

"Ugh, get that away from me...!"

Adriene started to retch.

Blier, who had been waving the plate in front of her nose, turned to stone.

"Adriene?"

"I told you to take it away! It's just that I don't feel well!"

Does someone usually retch just because they have no appetite?

The color drained from Blier's face. When Adriene started retching in earnest, covering her mouth, a memory she didn't want to remember hit Blier's head.

The image of Adriene as a Grand Duchess vomiting blood clearly emerged in her mind.

As Bianca quickly offered Adriene lukewarm water and wrapped her arm around her, Blier's head turned even whiter. A sharp voice burst out of Blier's startled mouth.

"A, a doctor!"

Blier suddenly got up and grabbed one of the attendants who was standing by the collar.

"Call a doctor! Right now!"

That afternoon.

Applause erupted from the Crown Princess's palace.

It was because of the news of the pregnancy of the Crown Princess, who had been married for less than two months.

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